Every morning, I wake up greedy. I rise like a thief, stealing joy. I snatch laughter from the air in hungry handfuls. I stuff smiles into my pockets. I tuck love away in my sleeves.
I lift music from birds and breath from trees and sweet fragrances from flowers. I steal lines of poetry from conversations. I rob time of its heaviness.
I kidnap the child of my imagination and hold it for the ransom of innocent revelry. I demand my conditions of glee are met. I will accept nothing less than happiness.
My taking is maniacal. I am crazy about the world. I can never get enough of it.
Every morning, I fill the cup of my joy to the brim. Sometimes I get deliciously reckless and allow it to overflow. I drink bliss down to the last delightful drop. I carry its warmth inside of me all day. It runs through my veins. I am never cold.
Some days I get caught stealing moments of reflection. I’ll be staring off into the distance, following a thought back to its source, or further away from it. Someone will walk in my line of view. They won’t realize I’m looking out across the universe. They’ll smile at me and the stars will realign. I’ll see the planets inside of them move. And when I smile back, I’ll feel the universe unfolding inside of me too – powerful and everlasting.
We are aliens to each other, but we are all part of the same thing. We are composed of the same matter. We exist in the same pocket of the universe. We are here for the same reasons, whatever they may be. We can shine as bright as the cosmos. We can feel the depths of space.
Every morning, I open my eyes to a new world. The landscape may be the same, but I am always different. A little older, a little wiser, a little further from the beginning and closer to the end. I am not stuck in the universe. I am a piece of the universe. I am always moving and turning and changing. My horizons are forever expanding. I am never completely still.
And so I have to hold on to keep myself centered. I grasp tightly to love. I wrap my hands around smiles and laughter and joy. I fill the empty pockets of space with greedy delight. I take all that I can from each day.
And I keep it in the universe that exists inside of me. It shines from me like suns and moons. It warms me like bliss running through my veins.
Inside my body there are constellations that at times align perfectly with yours. Inside my world there are people and places and things that can never be stolen away. Inside my life there are moments more precious to me than the stars.
Inside my chest there is a heart, and inside that, there’s treasure.